The bond between Claire, Sansa, and Jon hadn't gone unnoticed during their visit. It felt like what a family ought to, though she's never had any real experiences to compare. Anything was better than what she had with Viserys in the last of his days... and for however much she and her husband's khalasar had created a family, there were still clear power dynamics at play. Drogo's bloodriders tolerated her only as they would a foreigner, and only as they could tolerate a khaleesi.
But that's neither here nor there, and she accepts the guidance inside. In her other hand is a satchel, handled carefully. Vaguely, she recalls this place. She hadn't paid much attention the time she'd rushed inside--Jon had been injured, after all. Now, she pays attention.
"I imagine you've heard they created the council? Seems like Olympia's just as accepting of possible peace as those in Wyver are. It's strange to see."
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The bond between Claire, Sansa, and Jon hadn't gone unnoticed during their visit. It felt like what a family ought to, though she's never had any real experiences to compare. Anything was better than what she had with Viserys in the last of his days... and for however much she and her husband's khalasar had created a family, there were still clear power dynamics at play. Drogo's bloodriders tolerated her only as they would a foreigner, and only as they could tolerate a khaleesi.
But that's neither here nor there, and she accepts the guidance inside. In her other hand is a satchel, handled carefully. Vaguely, she recalls this place. She hadn't paid much attention the time she'd rushed inside--Jon had been injured, after all. Now, she pays attention.
"I imagine you've heard they created the council? Seems like Olympia's just as accepting of possible peace as those in Wyver are. It's strange to see."